Back In The Results Room - Kyoko Kirigiri POV

You watch on as Enoshima is dragged away to face her private punishment, not knowing how to react to what's just happened in front of you. The arrival of the two newcomers, Akane Owari and Peko Pekoyama, with their red, glowing eyes and unquestioning willingness to participate in Monokuma's depraved games, had stunned all of you into silence; the technology your kidnapper(s) had access to was terrifying enough in itself, but mind control? That was another level entirely. And then there had been the intense, dominant sex they'd had with Maizono and Enoshima, which had had you subconsciously biting your lip and rubbing your thighs together in... concentration. Yes, that. Finally, to cap off the insane scene, Monokuma had knocked Owari and Pekoyama into unconsciousness with a single motion of his paw, apparently releasing them from their servitude and erasing their memories of their time under his control. It's no surprise, then, that all of you are struggling to process the events of the last few minutes.

It's Asahina who moves first, rushing over to check on Maizono, the idol still lying on the floor, her face and exposed breasts covered in the artificial semen from the strap-on dildo Owari had been wearing. "Maizono-san, are you ok?" the swimmer asks. "Here, wipe yourself off."

She takes off her sports jacket and kindly hands it to Maizono, and the idol begins to wipe the chemical cum off her face. As she starts to recover her wits, however, she soon uses the jacket for a different purpose, burying her face into it and letting out a near-deranged sounding scream before sobbing uncontrollably. Asahina is momentarily stunned, but rebounds quickly, putting a sympathetic arm around the other girl's shoulders and offering comforting words to her. You hang back, analysing the source of Maizono's emotional outburst. Relief at avoiding the punishment will be part of it, of course, but the tiebreaker itself was traumatic enough, you're sure. And also... she'd said things that she certainly now regretted. 'Yessss I'm a fucking slut~! F-fuck me! M-make me cum like the slutty whore I am! Pleeeeaase!' You are once again **** to turn your mind to arguably the most terrifying part about your current situation: the fact that it was all being streamed globally to millions of people. Anyone who wasn't a natural exhibitionist would be mortified at having said such words and engaged in such actions in front of the cameras, but for Maizono, a girl whose life and career revolved around being seen as innocent and pure? You grimace.

"Kirigiri-san." Celeste snaps you out of your thoughts, and you turn to face the gambler, forcing yourself to look at her face despite her still insisting on being nude. "Your thoughts? On what we should do about... them?" She gestures towards Owari and Pekoyama, still ****. "They could be dangerous, yes? They were clearly following Monokuma's orders, and, by their appearances and the talents he said they had, they are likely a lot stronger and more skilled in combat than any of us. Now may be our only chance to... subdue them."

"W-we should t-tie them up...!" Fukawa adds, hovering a short distance away, clearly having been eavesdropping. "A-and maybe th-they shouldn't be the o-only ones..." She fixes you with a sharp glare. You know why she's angry at you, having used her second identity as Genocider Sho against her, but you don't concern yourself with it - it doesn't matter whether the girl likes you or not.

"Monokuma claimed he had erased their memories of serving him," you reply. "He said they would merely be participants in the game from now on, like us. If that is true, their physical attributes may be of more use to us as allies than as captives - not to mention the information they could potentially provide if we were able to access their lost memories in some way. And if it isn't true, and they are still Monokuma's accomplices, well... what threat do they really pose? Monokuma clearly does not want us dead... anymore, anyway."

Celeste considers your words. "There are... other things they could do besides kill us, Kirigiri-san." She looks at you, and you understand instantly what she means; an image forces itself into your mind unbidden, of Pekoyama and Owari breaking down the door to your bedroom at night wielding their black-and-white strap-ons. Pekoyama forces you down onto the bed, entering your pussy from behind before beginning to pound in and out of you. Owari pumps her tanned hand up and down the length of her rubber shaft, laughing and calling you a slut, a whore, and other degrading names as she gets ready to shoot her thick, sticky cum all over your face...

"Guys!" Asahina cries out, and you snap out of your fantasy. Fantasy? You meant nightmare. The swimmer, still with an arm around a now slightly more-composed Maizono, points towards the two newcomers, and you see that they are beginning to stir.

"Looks like we missed our chance," Celeste mutters, and cautiously approaches the two naked athletes. You follow suit, as do a cautious Asahina and Maizono, Fukawa hanging back, glaring silently.

"Ugh..." grunts Owari, gripping her head as the two girls pull themselves to their knees. "Wh-where are we?"

Pekoyama has another concern, a slight blush spreading across her cheeks as she moves to cover up her intimate areas as best as possible while pulling herself to her feet, scanning the room for threats. "Why are we naked?" She stares at Celeste. "Why are you naked? And what's..." She stares at Maizono, cum still in her hair and dripping down her tits, before averting her eyes. "What's happening here?"

"Ohhh, I get it!" Owari says, seemingly not at all bothered by all the nudity and evidence of sexual activity. "This is a party, right? You girls know my mom's boyfriend, by any chance?"

"You're mistaken," you say bluntly. You look at Pekoyama. "Tell me... what's the last thing you remember?"

The swordswoman meets your eyes, as if trying to assess your ability to threaten her. You return the look coolly, trying not to pay attention to the fact that she's gorgeous and naked and you just imagined her fucking you. "... Arriving at Hope's Peak Academy," Pekoyama says, slowly. "I was about to walk inside the building, when... I blacked out."

"Oh, right, same here!" Owari nods, before once again giving a look of understanding. "So this is an initiation thing, huh? Guess all schools have different traditions."

You exchange looks with your classmates. The personalities of the two girls seem completely at odds with how they had been acting during the tiebreaker, and, more crucially, their last memory is exactly the same as all of yours before waking up in the killing game. Memory loss would explain that phenomenon. You decide you are going to put your trust in these two; at least to the same level that you trust the rest of your fellow Ultimates, which admittedly isn't much. Asahina seems to come to to the same decision, and retrieves the clothes Owari and Pekoyama had been wearing when they first entered the room, allowing the girls to recover their modesty, which Pekoyama at least seems somewhat concerned with. Meanwhile, you start to tell them the situation you're in as best you can, including the two's previous state under Monokuma's control. You try your best to be as open with the details as you can, despite the subject matter; Maizono noticeably flinches for some of the discussion, and, understandably you suppose, won't meet Owari's face the whole time.

The gymnast's eyes are wide as you finish talking. "Whoa, that's... that's insane! But..." She studies you, seeming to sniff the air as she does so. "You ain't lyin'. I don't think, anyway... Man... This is like something one of my mom's boyfriends would think up. Hey, you think he's controlling the bear?"

"I doubt it." You frown. Owari seems to have accepted the situation fairly easily, but you get the sense that's not because of any lingering memories of Monokuma's mind control, or whatever it was; rather she just seems like the kind of person who very easily adapts to things. And seems very casual about sex, which helps.

Pekoyama, meanwhile, seems to share your attitude of remaining as stoic as possible. "So... winning these 'challenges' is the only means of escape we have available to us currently?" She seems to steel herself. You're not sure you like the look in her eyes; it reminds you of both Maizono and Celeste somehow. Driven. Competitive.

The conversation turns to more standard introductions for some time, sharing of names, talents and other interests, before you are interrupted by the return of both Monokuma and Enoshima, the latter taking a seat back on his throne while Enoshima is dropped on her knees, her face flushed and her underwear gone, leaving her completely naked. You can't help but notice that her pussy is glistening with moisture.

"Enoshima-san!" cries Asahina, rushing over to check on the girl. "Are you ok?"

Enoshima nods, slowly. "I'd... rather not talk about it..." she mutters. She seems very shaken; understandably, if Asahina's previous punishment was anything to go by.

Pekoyama approaches Enoshima stiffly. "Enoshima-san," she bows. "I am Peko Pekoyama. I... have been told I was involved in... causing you to be punished. I can only apologise; I was not myself."

Enoshima, helped to her feet by Asahina, nods briefly in the swordswoman's direction. "It's fine."

"... I'm sorry too, Enoshima-san," Maizono says, but you catch a look in her eyes, just for a moment, that tells you that she does not fully mean her words. She blames Enoshima, you realise; if the blonde girl had reached orgasm quicker in the tiebreaker, or had performed better in the challenge beforehand, Maizono might not have declared her apparent slutty nature in front of the world. The idol seems to catch you looking at her, and turns around to face you; there's a hint of a glare in her eyes, just for a moment, but enough for you to notice it. She blames me, too. You suddenly feel that Pekoyama, Owari, Celeste, even Genocider Sho, present little danger to you when compared with the seemingly demure idol.

"Alright, bitches, time to get the hell out of here!" Monokuma declares. "I've got fan polls to run, social media numbers to calculate, it's busy stuff! Owari-chan, Pekoyama-chan, welcome to the game. Bedrooms have been provided for you, as well as uniforms to wear if you're into, y'know, the whole 'wearing clothes' thing and you're not slutty exhibitionists like Miss Ludenberg over there." Celeste maintains a cool grace; if the bear's jab bothers her, she doesn't show it. "Alright, now scram!" orders your ursine tormentor.

You see that Fukawa is already almost at the elevator, not wanting to spend another second in this room if she can avoid it. The rest of you follow, and soon the elevator arrives back in the main school building. You spend the rest of the day cleaning up, recovering, and getting to know the two new arrivals, and fairly soon Monokuma's announcement plays signalling the end of the day. You slowly make your way to your bedroom, cursing yourself internally; you'd definitely gather more clues to Monokuma's identity or an escape route tomorrow...

(Author's Note: Dialogue-based chapter here; you have to have them sometimes. I could have kept writing and got to some more erotic content (hint: Kyoko still hasn't received her reward yet), but honestly I've written enough today and would rather get something up now. So that'll have to wait til next chapter. Oh, also, I'm not really a big numbers guy or anything, but I did notice we hit 160+ likes and 50+ favourites, which for a kind of niche story idea with currently just me writing for it is kind of cool. Thanks for the support!)